Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Number 42

A real quick note, mainly because it is late, well, late 10:45 pm...WaYYYY past my bedtime.

Today The Hubby and I racked another year of happily ever after, 42 years and counting.  We went to a quiet dinner at Flemings and then off to the BOK Center to see The Moody Blues.  Oh man, oh man, best concert, mainly because the 2nd half they did the entire Days Of Future Passed album, my all time favorite.  I have to admit that when they first started the album part I had a tear or two of happiness.

Saturday, January 20, 2018


I think blogging after over 11 years is coming down to occasional posts here and not a lot of "personal"stuff.  Tooooooo, many family members now read here and when I first started blogging it was kind of anonymous so that I could vent.  It was a place for me to heal after the deaths of Gail and my mother.  Thanks for hanging in there with me but the blog I think will become "blog lite" from now on.

Inspiration, that is what I'm looking for every single day.  Inspiration for the next painting.  I'm on a mission that the next painting I create will be the best I ever do, every time.  It doesn't always happen but that is my goal and I'm okay with that.  
Last week I was just finishing up the spider mums below (still not happy with them) and I was on the hunt for the next painting in the world.  I could NOT find anything that inspired me to load paint onto a brush, then I found this.  The Hubby and I met some people at one of the bajillion new brew pubs for a beer and there in the window sat these lovelies.  I thought the photo I took just as the sun peaked after a cloudy day was stunning.  Sometimes it's harder to translate the photo to the canvas and I'm finding that is happening with this one right now.  I'm not even showing it yet because I'm not sure it's going to work yet.  

I finally put the mums and daisies away for awhile to work on  something else to give my mind a break and was inspired by an older photo of the creek at our getaway place.  I am yearning for spring and this just fit the bill.  It was quick but felt right as I mixed the greens and blues and made it appear on the canvas. 
"A Place To Think" 9x12 oil on linen

These sweet roses may be the next inspiration.  I told The Hubby Thursday evening I wanted to eat Italian so off to Mondo's we went for spaghetti and meatballs for me.  While sitting at the table, too close to the ever opening front door, a very large black man came in caring a plastic pitcher of pink roses.  He was making the rounds of the restaurants trying to see if he could go around the room and sell them.  He was not allowed BUT, The Hubby jumped up and walked over to him and shook his hand.  Of course, he knew him, he knows everyone.  Turns out the guy used to be the sparing partner of Dale Apollo Cook a local martial arts guy from several years ago.  The Hubby and my father used to go to the fights a lot and recognized him.  The guy recognized The Hubby but mistook him for a fighter.  They chatted for a bit and then the guy walked out and The Hubby came back to the table bearing these three roses.  Awwwwwww....yes you can say that.  He bought me roses.  I laid them on the table and took the sweet photo and of course quickly posted on Instagram, Facebook and Twitter...that's what I do.  

Inspiration happens everywhere around you.  You just have to be open to recognizing it.   

Thursday, January 11, 2018

The New Everything

Good morning...brrrr...a cold front is moving in today.  Actually, I think the weather people were predicting it to turn cold later this afternoon but the once sunny sky this morning is dark, dark, dark and it's 9:25 a.m.  YIKES!

Oh well, I'm safely ensconced in the NEW art studio ready to begin something NEW!  Speaking of NEW, I have a NEW website.  Please go a visit and see the artwork.

I am working on some mums today in the studio and then on to the next great thing.